The Nightfall Billionaire: Serial Installment #2 (Scarlet McRae)
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Another deep, relaxing breath.
In… out…
Slow… steady…
Let the excess tension go.
She had wanted to check in on Jamison personally before continuing her investigation.
In…
Out…
As his only parent, she owed him at least that much. If she should happen to die on this mission, she wouldn’t want to leave him without saying goodbye and telling him again how much she loved him.
In…
Out…
Taxis, because they often had to fight their way through snarls of backed-up traffic, were usually a chancy way to travel if you needed to be somewhere on time. They were just too slow.
But getting home faster via the subway wasn’t worth the risk of being assaulted, killed, or captured.
In…
Out…
They’re watching this place. Or maybe just watching me.
Whoever this is, they’ve got resources if they can afford to spend them on me.
They knew I might board the subway.
I wonder if they knew where or when.
In…
Out…
Have they anticipated my next move?
The sense of impending danger grew greater. The hairs on the back of her neck stood up.
Evaluating the totality of circumstances, she decided to leave the subway system as soon as she could.
Or try to.
I’m sorry, Jamie. Mommy will see you as soon as she can.
The train shuddered to a sudden stop, and the doors hissed open.
Just then, the man slowly removed his hands from his pockets.
His fists were clenched.
To be continued in Installment #3…
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“This all happened overnight, right?” Beth asked.
Dr. Griswold glared at her with a pair of bleary, stressed-out eyes. “Yes,” he managed to say, barely holding himself together, “that is correct. At least, it was fine when we locked it up yesterday.”
“Was there anyone here while this happened, besides the perpetrator or perpetrators?” she asked.
He shook his head. “No. I don’t know. None of my guys were. I don’t know if any of the government’s guys were. They kept to themselves. None appear to be here now. I’m pretty sure they left for good. There was some kind of rush here yesterday afternoon, in their section of the lab. Outside, we heard them moving stuff out through the service-entrance, yelling, yelling, yelling. Sounded serious, like they were panicked and didn’t have much time. They were loading things onto some big semi-trucks that came by and carried off whatever they had kept in there.”
“Doesn’t that make you suspicious of them?” Rick asked. “It’s like they knew this was coming. They may even have done it themselves.”
The scientist’s eyeballs fluttered behind closed eyelids. “What I know is this: If you start sticking your nose where it doesn’t belong, when it concerns off-the-books government operations, you’ll probably wind up dead. Or worse.”
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